Sentence Of Obsession Novels & Stories

Pretty lies instead of the ugly truth staring them in the face. Cole tilts his head, studying the painting again. Something shifts in his expression—curiosity mixed with something darker. "So what do you see?" My jaw flexes. Heat crawls up my spine just thinking about it. "Obsession," I say. "That sick, beautiful addiction where you'd rather suffocate than let go. They're smiling while the ropes cut deeper. That's not love—that's needing someone so fucking bad you don't care if it destroys you both."

“I… I don’t want you to stop. Not ever.” His hands went to my waist, pulling me close. “Good,” he murmured, pressing his forehead to mine. “Because I’m obsessed with you. Completely. And I will show you exactly what that obsession means tonight.” Back at the penthouse, we didn’t wait. Every kiss, every touch, every whisper became a battle of possession and surrender. Sebastian’s hands memorized me, claimed me, burned into me with the intensity of his obsession. I responded in kind, trembling under his control, craving every moment, every edge of danger and desire.

The words left my lips before I could reconsider them, before I could weigh them, before I could soften them into something safer. They landed. Hard. Clear. And the moment they did— Everything stopped. Japhet froze. Not completely. But enough. Enough for the shift to be felt. Enough for the silence to deepen.My gaze held his. Unwavering. Even as the weight of what I was saying settled fully into the space between us. “This is obsession.” The word hung there. Heavy. Unforgiving. And this time— It wasn’t just directed at the situation. It was directed at him.

"...Matt will not allow you to do this either." I think I might have said the wrong thing, because her expression seemed to harden at the mention of Matt. "Don't you dare mention his name again!" She hissed, her eyes flaring. She suddenly chuckled cruelly, "Oh dear, it appears you really do not know him that well, do you?" Her lips formed a sickenly sweet smile that was anything but innocent. "He would not allow this, sure. But only because he would rather put you through the hell himself. Just like he did before." She chuckled. "He is obsessed with you, and you know what obsession does to a person? It makes you run insane! That is what Matt is going through because of you." With those words

“But at least I admit what I want. You hide behind this pathetic act of a man scorned, but the truth is, you can’t stand the idea of her moving on.” His jaw tensed, but instead of lashing back, he smirked. “Touché. But obsession is what wins, Rhea. Obsession is what keeps us hungry. And hunger is what gets results.” The two of them sat in silence for a moment, each lost in their own dark thoughts. The bar around them buzzed with laughter and chatter, oblivious to the venom dripping from the booth in the back. On the screen, the news anchor concluded the segment with a sharp line:

Evidence realized his anger had reached its limit, he finally spoke. "Go and dress up." He ordered Crystabel as she quickly climbed down from the bed and walked into the restroom with her dress to dress up while Mr. Evidence pulled down his hospital dress to cover his already visible big and hard cock. While Crystabel was dressing up in the bathroom, Mr. Evidence gazed up at Rose who was tearing up at the door side and in frustration and anger, he spoke in a calm but dangerous tone. "Are you aware you just spoiled my pleasurable moment? Are you aware I can arrest you for that? Are you also aware I can end your life for doing what you just did? Are you aware?"

I gawked at her, “What is it to you, Rose? You don't even like him; this is just some crazy obsession that you have.” Veins bulged on her forehead and neck, pulsing with rage. Her gaze was venomous, “You know the worst thing about having an obsession? If I don't have him, nobody can.” I stood up to her, "That obsession - would kill you."

he snarled, “you are mine. Why are you not understanding this? YOU ARE MINE!! Think before screaming at me.” Tears spilled freely down Petal’s cheeks now as his hold tightened, her lips puckering involuntarily from the pressure and pain. The room felt suffocating, each second stretching endlessly as Sebastian’s obsession consumed him. His voice dropped to a harsh whisper yet thunderous in its intensity, “Why don’t you fucking understand? You don’t have a choice anymore. You have become my obsession, Petal. That obsession doesn’t allow letting go. Your fate is sealed with mine. You are mine, damn it!” He slammed his palm on the wall beside her, the impact reverberating through the small room.

he said. "We have this pass from the old lady," Cathy said. "If we return without finishing our tasks we will be severely punished. And don't worry about us, we will return soon without making any trouble." Cathy showed him the pass that the lady gave us for the border. Seeing the pass he couldn't say no anymore. But he was looking worried. Seemed like he was an omega as well. If he was a beta he wouldn't even have cared about the pass. He would just let us slide to die out there. Two or three or more, they wouldn't care even if all the omegas died.

I came hard, my cum shooting out and splattering across the screen of my phone, I kept pumping my fist, milking every last drop out of my cock, my hips still humping up into my hand, I was panting and sweating and shaking, and I could not stop watching her on the screen I stared at her for a long moment, watching her sleep, she was so beautiful and so broken and so completely mine and I felt a surge of satisfaction so deep it made me shudder I was obsessed, I knew I was obsessed, I was too obsessed with her and I did not give a single fuck, she had ruined me and now I was going to ruin her, I was going to make her suffer for the rest of her life, I was going to make her regret ever crossing